My heart is heavy as I watch the lights reflect off the road.
My eyes are tired as the moments grow old.
My reflection is a mirage, keeping secrets untold
Minutes flick by on an old radio.
Sickly sweet perfume lick at my feet
People keep talking as I retreat
Leave me now, let me entreat
The words that float towards me in a sea.
Weight on my shoulders pins my head to the ground
Every whisper mounts as the world grows loud
Groaning that tugs at my fragile heartbeat’s beat
Let me fall, let me fail, let me be me.
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wow… i love this poem!! amazing work!! š
-grace
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Thank you!
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Very beautiful Amie! Thank you for sharing! ā¤
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